As well as the usual disclaimer, I must note that the form of this poem is modeled on the sonnet that begins "My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun," by William Shakespeare.

"My master's eyes" - Samwise Gamgee


My master's eyes are bleary without sun
The harsh rocks bruise his feet to angry red
If he must fight, I doubt it will be won
Stone is the only pillow for his head

I have seen Gollum lurking just in sight
He's followed us for days that feel like weeks
And Master says that he will do what's right -
I think he does not know of what he speaks

It hurts to see him hurt, and well I know
That all his strength is to the Ring now bound
Although I never saw a hero go -
My master goes to where destruction's found

And so, by goodness, I think my master's rare
As even Aragorn, Isildur's heir